Cancer Took My Dad

I lost my father 20 years ago to one of the deadliest diseases of today. Cancer is spreading like wild fire on a daily basis. It’s also leaving the families in a black hole of hurt and anguish whether the person survives or not.

Once you have gone through it with someone you are forever changed. For years I have wanted to tell my story, and I finally had the courage to put it into a Memoir. It was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. To re-visit the tragedy that happened to my family and I, there is no one word to explain it. It took me a year, but I am so very proud of the work that I put into it. I am ready to hopefully touch and help as many people as I can. Not by taking their pain away because that no one can ever do, but maybe just by pure relating.

My Memoir is called Cancer Took My Dad. A portion of the proceeds will be donated to St Jude Children’s Research Hospital since my father loved his children, and dedicated his time and energy mentoring all our friends as well. E-mail me if you are interested in a copy and I will send you the information to purchase the copyright version.

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